Actually, without much explanation, Leng Yue had already guessed what Xiaofan wanted her to do.
Watching those dozens of masters fall one after another eased her own pressure invisibly, while Xiaofan also wanted to deal wholeheartedly with Muto and his junior disciple after killing these masters.
The fire on the island was growing larger, but many people on the island hadn't given up extinguishing the fire.
Because many people knew that if the island was finished, they would be finished too.
Muto and the old man were tightly blocked by Xiaofan, having no means whatsoever.
Watching his underlings slowly perish under an unnoticeable toothpick, Muto was angry in his heart, but calm on the surface.
Calm, he must remain calm.
This kid was just slightly faster, in terms of strength, he had a chance to outmatch him completely.
'Whoosh, whoosh...'
Suddenly, the firing of toothpicks paused for a moment.
It was this slight pause that caused eight masters to rush towards Leng Yue.
